Wednesday, 25 August 2021

 THUS SPOKE RAYMOND CARVER

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karl_Wallenda

 

Man is a tight rope walker aerialist supreme

a will to power who falls to death, startled

by a jester, is life just a joke, is god dead?

All this is seen in the eye of Nietzsche, God-

Is dead thus spoke Zarathustra, Superman.



 The breath of Raymond Carver's poem held up

 Karl Wallenda, imagine that wire? 

This pome moves through time it made me 

gasp for breathing in 2021.


Carver, Nietzsche and me are on a time-line 

tight-rope will to power, they take down 

that wire but the pome lives in me.

 

Carvers’ poem thus spoke in me writ 

in a gay science 200 years ago.

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